PLEASE DO NOT POST UNTIL GIVEN THE GO AHEAD there will likely be multiple posts because i'm posting the beginning of each seperate custom theme for y'all to choose from, and I dont know if its going to take multiple posts.

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Custom Theme One: Pandemic

The high whistling pitch of the boiling tea kettle jarred Bernard from his intense concentration upon his research. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes wearily. For weeks now the research facility had been on lockdown, and he was no closer to finding a solution than he was even months ago upon discovery of the disease. The disease that had already taken two other scientists in the facility, the disease that someone had, as he suspected, purposely been set loose upon everyone. The containment protocols were so strict, the safety measures so replete, that there could be no other explanation.

But who? He stood up from his chair, the tea kettle still whistling, and walked over to the mini-stove on the other side of the room, taking the kettle off of the burner. He really had no idea who, it was entirely puzzling to him why anyone would want to do such a thing. The diseases effects were... horrifying. Bernard shuddered in remembrance of what Tabitha had endured in her final days. The pain, the agony. How her body had rapidly succumbed to a disease that quite literally consumed her body from within.

Now there were but 12 of them left. 12 people frantically hoping for some sort of breakthrough, some glimmer of hope that they would figure this out, and be able to leave. Because the alternative, the alternative was slowly dying trapped within the facility. Bernard poured the hot tea from the kettle to a glass set on the counter next to the stove. Steam rose from the hot liquid drifting into Bernard, warming him slightly.

"Francis," a womans voice spoke from behind him, "are you making any progress on your end?"

Bernard turned around to face the woman, "no Stefania, still nothing, I still can't figure out how it works, why it has the effects it does. Any luck on your end?"

"No," Stefania shook her head as she spoke, "its resistant to everything we've thrown at it so far. There has to be something, its only a matter of time right?"

Bernard looked at her, and saw the same fear in her eyes that he was feeling himself, "of course," he said, swallowing that fear, "we just need to keep trying."

Bernard sat down in the chair closest to him, "why dont we take a break for a little bit?" he suggested, motioning to a chair set across from the one he sat on, "you can tell me how your family is doing. Rick and the kids must be worried sick."

Stefania came over and sat down, "they're a little worried, but i've been downplaying how serious this is. I dont want them to be worried about something they can't do anything about."

Bernard nodded, "yes, i've done the same thing with Josie. Right now she just thinks i've been delayed in coming home because of some research issues. She doesnt realize yet those issues are because the facility is quarantined."

Just then a crash could be heard from down the hallway. Both Bernard and Stefania jumped to their feet and ran out of the room, down the hallway yelling could be heard. They both headed towards it and their hearts sank when they rounded a corner and saw what had happened.

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You Choose Custom Theme Two: Amazon

The sweltering heat, despite it being near sundown, was oppressive. Why Adam had chosen this idea for a vacation was beyond her. It was terrible, the bugs, the heat, sleeping on the ground. She would have far preferred to go to a sandy beach somewhere in the Caribbean but it was Adam's turn to choose, and so now she was stuck in the middle of the rainforest.

No cell phones, civilization days away, sweaty, and miserable. When she looked at Adam, she couldnt help but smile though. He looked so relaxed, so content and happy looking around at everything. As miserable as she felt about the situation, that all dissapeared seeing that. It had been so long since he had actually looked happy about something, not since before his father, mother, and sister had died.

Their guide stopped, "we're going to make camp here," he stated. Beth looked around and saw they were in a decently sized flat area that was clear of trees. Not a terrible choice for a campsite for the night. The group, there were 12 of them, started setting up camp. By the time they were finished the sun had gone down completely and a fire had been lit. Members of the group started gathering around the fire, but her and Adam chose to go for a short walk alone.

They walked a wide circle around the campfire, holding hands, and talking, "I know you didn't want to come on this Beth," Adam said, "so thank you for agreeing to, I really wanted to do this. You know, get away from everything, i needed it."

Beth laughed, "but it was your turn, what was I going to do, say no?"

"Well you could have, to be honest, I would have chosen some-" suddenly they both tumbled down a hole in the ground they hadn't seen, Adam pulling Beth with him, yelling out as they did in surprise. They hit the ground with a thud, Beth landing on top of Adam, and Beth could hear a cracking sound as she did. She rolled off of Adam, and looked over at him, he was still laying on the ground, clutching his side and wincing.

"I'm pretty sure," Adam spoke with through his teeth, "that i broke a rib, or ribs." Just then, a light shone on them from above,

"Are you two ok?" It was the guide of the group, "we heard you from the campfire, that was pretty loud."

"Ok, I'll be right back, let me go grab a few more people and some rope and harnesses."

The guide dissapeared from sight again, leaving Beth and Adam alone, "well this is quite a vacation now," Adam chuckled through his pain, "I guess we'll be heading back home now."

Beth laughed, "you are probably right. I just wish we'd be going back home under different circumstances. I'll need to remember to break your ribs next time you choose a vacation I dont like." She shone her flashlight around the hole they had fell in, and saw that there was a pathway, a cave really, that extended from it. She saw something glimmer in the cave, and then a pair of red, glowing eyes emanated from the darkness...

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CONTINUED IN NEXT POST

"Reality is an illusion created due to a lack of alcohol"
-Airmax1227

"You were the moon all this time, and he was always there to make you shine."

The song of the Blackbird echoed within my mind, bringing me slowly from my slumber. Its melody bringing with it the realization that spring was finally here. Spring and its showers that cleanse and renew the earth. Spring and its bounty of wildlife, its bounty of flora and fauna. Even now, as I, and assuredly my family, stir back to life, I can hear them, humans, bustling about renewed. During winter they mostly stay indoors, venturing out rarely at night. Hunting is more difficult in such a small locale as we have chosen. Especially difficult considering our kind loses its power when in the sun, we grow weak, we grow weary.

But Spring, spring brings more people, easier hunting. People that wont be noticed when gone, travelers, vagrants, humans such as those. Aye, we likely will even add another to our family this year as well. Already we plan to leave for a larger city where perhaps hunting will be easier. We have overstayed our welcome here, people grow suspicious. But this is our home, and leaving has been difficult, so many memories.

Yet still, I am filled with eager anticipation, for with the coming of Spring, we shall feed to our hearts content, and my, and my family's thirst, will be sated.

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"Reality is an illusion created due to a lack of alcohol"
-Airmax1227

"You were the moon all this time, and he was always there to make you shine."

"When will [Obliteration] learn that Funtimes' plan of saving/destroying the world with pancakes is the only way? "
"She wouldn't even have to make real pancakes! Just the batter, and Obliteration could cook it with his powers! OBLITERATION, YOU'RE WASTING YOUR TALENTS"
- Voidus and TwiLyghtSansSparkles

"An Epic stage magician and a zombie dinosaur? She sure as Braize won"t pull the line there!"
- Edgedancer

I want to say I like your writing style and liked where the story was going. I don't know how it will incorporate into mafia but it looks to be interesting. I want to encourage you to continue writing more fanfics for DDO. And I think you can help us revive the fanfic market.

At 5/20/2016 10:57:49 PM, Adam_Godzilla wrote:I want to say I like your writing style and liked where the story was going. I don't know how it will incorporate into mafia but it looks to be interesting. I want to encourage you to continue writing more fanfics for DDO. And I think you can help us revive the fanfic market.

I.have a few chapters of a novel in the arts forum. "In Dark, in Light" check it out, lemme know what you think

"Reality is an illusion created due to a lack of alcohol"
-Airmax1227

"You were the moon all this time, and he was always there to make you shine."